So like, we know how the flock got wings and all. They simply just inserted brid DNA and kazam! Permanent bird wings! So, why can the Erasers transform from human to wolf-rage-monster? Well, read this and find out.

If you've read my work before, you'll know I love me some magical forces kicking ass! Here, you'll meet a powerful Spirit who symbolizes freedom. Much like the flock, she has a pack. A wolf pack. Meet, Eximo and her pack in...Eraser's Beginning.

FWI: Eximo- Free (In Latin)

Eximo's POV

I've been in this world a long time. I've watched over man, aided them with my spirit, rising their freedom with my howl. I have been in the same form, not aging one bit throughout the centuries.

Mother sent me here to protect man's freedom, even from one another, but mostly from outside forces. Man who believe they are not man anymore. Man easily step out of the place Mother has greatly given them. Though, there are many flaws to them, they are Mother's favorite. She made them have the skill to control fire, to have the choice of freewill, to learn and share their wisdom amongst their own kind. And most of all, to live only for a short amount of time, so that thier soul can be reused in Mother's great cycle.

Mother is the creator of all. She gives life, and takes it back. She watches everything, yet you do not see her. She knows when you are in need, and when you are full of greed. Mother is our home. The world we call Earth. For do the man not call her Mother Earth?

There was a time when man believed in that of which I'm telling you. When man was but an animal like the rest of us. When man represented a very big spirit. Choice. But man had too many choices, so Mother made man a mate. Woman. The animals were furious, so Mother had to make a mate for them, too.

And as man took his woman off into the world, the animals were left amongst themselves to decide who would be predator, and who would be prey. They had not realized man had left. So, with Mother's permission and blessing, each animal was given a spirit to protect.

The Eagle, represents the spirit of Action. The wings provide protection while its sharp talons and beak are its main defense. The lion, strength. The owl, wisdom. The fox, cunning. The bear, protecting. The cat, curiosity. The dog, loyalty. And the wolf, freedom.

Now, among these good spirits, there were also some bad. Like the snake, and even though her favorite, Man. Man grew distant from the animals and soon forgotten that he was kin to them. He and his mate created more of their kind. On the other side of the world, so were the animals. And each animal taking its territory in its own sutiable enviroment provided by mother. Most, had to share because we did have to survive.

The eagles took to the tallest of the trees, and soon littered the sky. Mother seeing a vast blue sky and so little eagles, provided them with lesser birds. Hawks, sparrows and such. But with more good, came more evil. Raptors and their evil eyes. Scowering the sky for any left over kill.

The lion took to the open planes. Mother, seeing the plains growing to big, provided the lions with tigers, leopords, jaguars, and cheetahs. And the bad, hyeanas.

The fox and bears took to the dense forests.

Cats and dogs soon went to find man, both with the competetion that one another was morre favored by man.

And wolves, took to the mountains. Where the wildness is vast and free, and the only thing to survive so up high in the crevices were claw and fang.

After a while, man spread into all of the teritories. Having been gone so long, the animals rejoiced at seeing their brother and sister return. But it was not their brother and sister. It was thier children, and their children's children, and multiple generations. During such time, the humans had forgotten their true role, and the murder of their own brethern spread throughout the world.

Horrified and dismayed, Mother took away man's ability of talking with their brethren and approved the animals to fight for thier lives. Man, lost and confused, retreated into their world of murdering and consuming the world in their own flame. The animals were not outmatched and unable to communicate with man.

On the night of a full moon, Mother called to a select few of the animals. Those whom she felt truly symbolized their spirit. She whispered to them in their sleep.

"My children, I'm afraid your brother, man, has made himself corupt, and has lost his spirit to himself, but it is still within him. I've only chosen a select few to be the true spirit of that which you represent. Please, my dear ones, do not fail me."

Each of the animals who had heard her were then blessed with another gift. Since, man was still her favorite and she could not bear to full part; the animals were given the ability to make themself man, temporarily. And sense the fear of not finding a true representative of the spirit was in Mother, she made these animals last forever. The gift of immortality.

Centuries have passed since then. The chosen ones still roam this earth with a few followers. Man has laid more claim and destruction to the world than Mother had ever thought possible. I could feel her sadness swelling up inside me some nights as she weeped for her dying world. I, too, was growing melancoly at the thought of this world Mother had created, dying because of one creature. Man.

Their disease seemed to rub off on some of the animal kind as well. Especially, the evil ones. But I kept my kind true. I kept my spirit high, and ready for when Mother called upon me to use it.

I am Eximo. The wolf of freedom. The true spirit of freedom for all life in Mother's world.